Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-03-04

fell on his ear that he looked up from
the open drawer into the sweet face Of
the lady who had bewitched him.
Il this what you call meeting me by |
the garden gate and bringing me In to tea
with Cousin Bah? Look yon, sir, / |
have 2 mind to be very angry
Not with me tonight, swset lady. !
have had much to trouble aid vex me |
"A letter here which gives me endless
worry. Beside, Cousin Bah has gone
to bed-she Is not well.
"Gone to bedi Oh, then, ought |
not to have come, suppose
Since You are here, however, you
will not go. Let us chat together for . |
little; later on will see You home"
And he rolled an easy chair to where
she stood and invited her to sink down
into its softness, for Trevor Lane was
q sybarite in his home. Madge Craigie
obeyed him, and, tossing her straw hat
from her head to the ground, lay back
among soft cushions-her golden, wavy
hair and white skin forming q striking
contrast to their crimson hue.
For moment or two he sat and gazed
at her in mute admiration, till her mer-
ry laugh recalled him to himself.
"One would think that am picture
"A lovely picture" she said, instead
Of
$50 you are a picture-a lovely pic
ture the embodiment Of my perfect
ideal. Say, Madge, beautiful Madge,
will you be my own, my wife, my very
true, devoted, loving wife,"
She looked into his eyes, still laugh
ing.
Dear me, what an amount Of truth
and devotion and tenderness you seem
to require. And pray may ] ask how
much you intend to give in return ?"
my thoughts by day, my dreams by
night everything have shall be yours
if only you will consent. MY dearest
Madge, do not keep me in suspense, but
tell me-
stop your raphsodies, foolish, man
Believe me, am not worth them. I'll
acknowledge, however, that I am rather
fond of you, perhaps on account OF the
spontaneity there is about you. Hope
it will last, though-there, don't gush
again. + believe you'll try and be true
to me, and'-with more seriousness Of
manner-"I will never be false to you. y
He tried to take her in his arms but
she repulsed him gently, bidding him
be rational and discuss their future
prospects calmly, and so, for awhile,
they did. no illusion being made to
Cousin Barbara, or the part she was
likely to play in their lives.
| On sudden Madge's eye fell on the
open drawer.
"Wilfrid Lane!'' she exclaimed point
ing to some papers on which that mans
was written. "Nilfrid Lane? is he |
relation of yours? How odd I should
never have thought of that before"
.sWhy? Do you know him?
II know Wilfrid Lane! As well q
though he were my own brother"
"How strange! He is my half
brother"
"Yes, he is much older than you are
When did you see him last ?"
"I have not seen him for sever
years"
"Ah! of course; he is always abroad
But you go abroad sometimes; why no
to see your brother p
"There have been family differences
Madge"
"Oh! It will be awkward when W
are married if may never see Wilfred
| I wonder what he will say when h
hears that am going to marry you."
A sort of SILVER passed over Trevo
Lane.
"My brother Wilfred is scarcely th
: sort of man with whom l should car
+, for my wife to be on intimate terms" b
2 said.
l "Oh, yes, I know he is vaurien, br
A that can't hurt me, and he is very amu
D ing. Quite treat to see his dear oil
!. handwriting in your drawer. !"
!, HE ruined Cousin Barbara-that
t why she is here" persisted Trevor.
+ Every likely. He ruined my fatht
: and my father ruined him; that's why
: am poor. Yet I owe him no grudg
g Trevor; why should you?" and ON
}. more she looked into his eyes with TIL
: strange mesmeric power she had, whie
set every nerve in his body vibrating.
d And from talk of Wilfred Lane the
n drifted back once more to thamselv'
9 and their own affairs, murmuring t.
gether softly in the light of the pa
y moon, which had risen and cast mag
, smell over the scene; broken at las
d however, by little scream from Madg
Il "What is it? / heard somethir
: moving. Is it DOGGY or Cousin Bah
:. "Cousin BabT And Trever, indi
"a nant lest Bah should have been liste
n ing, went through the portieres into Il
"a painting room, the moon, as it WEI
Il followed him.
"No one to be seen-on into the ga
d den he passed Barbara was IN h
y room; he could see the reflection of Ii
a form on the drawn blind. Instead
o. returning to the spot where he had Il
Madge he walked down the garden a
,. called her to come to him. "The mig
10 was so beautiful, the moon SO bright
he said, sit was better there than
I'd DOORS"
h From the garden they strolled ir
m an adjoining wood, along a pathw
il leading to the village where nj
Craigie dwelt. The vicar was her l
-ie Gle, and she was on visit there for
90 while. Nor did they come back
h. Trevor's cottage that evening; on
contrary he went into the vicarage a
~ STAYED talking to the vicar till past
ra o'clock.
oh How he should tell Barbara that
ed was absolutely engaged to Mac
Craigie puzzled him not little dur
r. his walk home, and probably wo'
d, have engrosed him even more had ]
ot his thoughts been diverted fr
ed it by almost feeling of annoyal
Ia .bot b;s Madge should be on frlen,